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When you wait to see the light

Don't crease your cheek

I'll bathe in cold sun

I'll bury you beneath

Enter tongue

Entrenched and warm

Your soul was tender

Now it's fire and the gun

Hail and howl

The boats come in

I'm with you now

Snow and birds

The simple hum

I'm with you now